Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"I need to take Senior Ueno back to the association first. I'll bring Usagi and that Akiyama-san back to the association together and protect them for the time being."

"What do you say, Narumi-kun? Do you want to come along?"

Narumi Shingo had already sheathed his sword, the golden sea sword concealing its sharpness, inconspicuously held across his waist. From the moment he arrived, he had been observing from the sidelines under the eaves, his expression grave and displeased, but he had not interfered without permission.

Upon hearing Uesugi Kiyoshi's greeting, he slowly shook his head.

"No, that's not necessary."

"You go about your business, I also have things to do."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, understanding Narumi Shingo's meaning, and asked with some confusion, "Are you going to act alone? Isn't that unnecessary?"

“I thought we were on the same side, at least on this issue.”

Narumi Shingo stroked the hilt of the sword made by the sea country, his eyes lowered, and he chuckled softly, his expression more serious than ever before.

"We're on the same side, but I have my own methods."

"A method completely different from yours."

Uesugi Kiyoshi narrowed his fox-like eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said with certainty, "Ah, I forgot, this is Arakawa."

"They're using the guise of the Lord of Arakawa to do this on the banks of the Arakawa River. I'm sure you're suppressing your anger, aren't you?"

"I can't stand people judging others by their own standards."

"Alright, I won't say anything more. Let me see what the Lord of Arakawa does."

The words "Lord of Arakawa" caused Narumi Shingo's eyes to momentarily daze.

Then, a strange smile spread across his lips.

"Ah, you recognized me after all."

"That's true, if it were you."

Before he could finish speaking, Narumi Shingo interrupted him with a sigh.

"Lord of Arakawa, it's been so many years since anyone called me that. So long that I've almost forgotten the responsibilities that this title should carry."

"That's not okay."

Talking to himself, Narumi Shingo left Uesugi Kiyoshi with only his back to him.

"I have a divine name, but I am born a monster."

"Although I am a human being in this world, I am afraid I will find it hard to change my rough and unruly habits."

"Do you know that I have seen all kinds of people in Arakawa? Some are cowardly, some are vicious, some are soft-hearted, and some are extremely selfish."

"Ueno-san is the one I find most pleasing to the eye."

"Judging by human values, he is an absolutely good person."

"Moreover, he is a follower of the Lord of Arakawa."

“He wasn’t particularly wealthy to begin with, but he continued to offer expensive fresh fruit to the gods who could no longer protect him, day after day, year after year, without ever stopping.”

Narumi Shingo took a few steps, walked into the corridor, and stopped in front of the small shrine on the ground.

The shrine is inscribed with the words "Arakawa," and in front of it is a plate of neatly arranged apples.

Despite the turmoil, the shrine did not appear dilapidated, indicating that it was regularly maintained and worshipped.

This was undoubtedly the work of Ueno Mitsuishi, whose family had lived and grown up in Arakawa for generations, accompanied by the legend of the Lord of Arakawa, and who held a devout faith and reverence for him.

However, the apple didn't look very fresh. Ueno Mitsuishi had been busy with Uesugi Kiyoshi these past few days and had also been injured, so it seemed he wouldn't have time to come to the shrine to make offerings.

Narumi Shingo didn't mind. He picked up an apple, wiped it casually with his sleeve, and took a bite.

After chewing a few times and swallowing the apple in his mouth, he turned half of his body to the side, his pupils now filled with a violent, blood-red rage.

"Taking money from people to avert disasters, even gods do the same thing."

"If someone devoutly believes in you and makes offerings to you day and night, you cannot stand idly by when they encounter disaster or danger."

"These are the words you said to me back then."

Uesugi Kiyoshi had been nodding in agreement, but at the end, he asked with some surprise, "What did you say?"

Narumi Shingo had no intention of repeating what he had already said.

"Shinobu, hand the little rabbit over to this Uesugi-kun. We have something to do."

Narumi Shina, holding Ueno Usagi's hand, hurriedly ran out of the stairwell, forcefully shoved Ueno Usagi's little hand into Uesugi Kiyoshi's hand, and excitedly moved closer to Narumi Shingo, whispering something to him.

"Hey! You big oaf! Are you finally going to make a move on them?"

"Hmph, you said just a few days ago that you wanted to solve the problem using human methods, but you changed your mind in just a few days. You're really fickle."

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"You're so long-winded. When dealing with humans, we should use human methods. When dealing with ghosts and spirits that have offended me, it's okay to go a little overboard, isn't it?"

"Let's go."

"Didn't you say you'd use giant waves to crush those insects into powder?"

"I'll make an exception this time and let you come along."

Two figures, one tall and one short, wearing equally excited and unrestrained smiles, gradually disappeared from Uesugi Kiyoshi's sight.

Looking at those two figures from behind, Uesugi Kiyoshi inexplicably felt that whoever had provoked them might be in for some bad luck.

Before he could think much, he felt the small hand holding his trembling.

Looking down, what came into view were Ueno Usagi's red and swollen eyes from crying.

"Brother Uesugi...am I...am I a jinx?"

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, they've all become like this. I... I'm so afraid that Sister Xin Nai will also suffer misfortune because of me."

"Please stay away from me, Uesugi-nii! Don't let my bad luck affect you, sob sob."

The young girl choked up, tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful and heartbreaking, which made Uesugi Kiyoshi feel a pang of sadness.

He crouched down and patted Ueno's head with the same gentle pat he often used on Kyoko Nohara, trying to give her a tender smile.

"Little Rabbit, don't overthink it. This has nothing to do with you. You're not the one in the wrong."

"Don't worry, your grandfather will be fine. I made a promise with you, do you remember?"

“Now, I’ll take you home and let Sister Xingzi stay with you. I’ll go and rescue your grandfather—I promise, he won’t be in any danger.”

"We made a pinky promise."

Perhaps it was Uesugi Kiyoshi's gentle words that made Ueno Usagi feel safe, or perhaps the little rabbit, already in this predicament, only needed a little comfort to grasp the last spark of hope, and her somewhat childish sobs gradually stopped.

He patted the little rabbit on the back to help her catch her breath, and then led her toward the convoy.

After settling Ueno Usagi and Akiyama Masako into the car, and offering them a few simple words of comfort, Uesugi Kiyoshi sat down in the seat behind Kudo Yuichi with a somber face.

Beside him lay the unconscious Ueno Mitsuishi.

The calmer you are, the more intense the fire in your heart burns.

His anger was also ignited by Narumi Shingo's attitude.

Now, when he closes his eyes, he sees the countless corpses that died violently at the headquarters of the Dongwen Society, the ritualists who lost consciousness after being parasitized, and Ueno Mitsuishi, whose eyes are filled with purple light.

In the pouring rain, a flame seemed to be burning in his eyes.

Chapter 208 Yamamoto and the Snake

What are the methods used by monsters to solve problems?

Swords, claws, teeth.

The matter will inevitably end in blood and fire.

"Call Kaiko-maru back. Let Uesugi keep an eye on that woman."

“That Arakawa Cult definitely has another stronghold in Tokyo. Kaiko-maru has a keen sense of smell in the water, so it must have remembered the stench of those reptiles.”

"Let him come back and look for it."

"Let's skip the big fish and find some small fish and shrimp. We can follow the clues and find the real culprit!"

"Uesugi is thinking about saving people, so let me take care of the revenge!"

"He harmed my followers, so I slaughtered his entire family. Is that too much to ask?"

Narumi Shingo strode along, casually uttering words that reeked of bloodshed.

Narumi Nobuna nodded vigorously, but said with some worry, "Hey, although I really want to teach those swindlers who are using the name of the Lord of Arakawa a lesson, are you sure you're okay with it?"

“Your divine power has not yet been restored—didn’t you say that your divine power was entrusted to the owner of the Hundred Demon Scroll?”

"Isn't that Uesugi-kun?"

"Why not try to get it back? That would increase our chances of winning, wouldn't it?"

Narumi Shingo suddenly stopped and shook his head slightly.

“Shorty, have you ever thought about why they would act under the name of the Lord of Arakawa? There are far more famous gods than me.”

“When you act in my divine name, the power of faith will not flow to others. The name is of utmost importance to a god. As long as those believers worship the Lord of Arakawa, even if they point to someone else and tell those believers that this is the Lord of Arakawa, the power of faith will not fall on that imposter.”

"He is not the Lord of Arakawa, I am."

"Therefore, those beliefs will only flow into me after I regain my strength."

"So, what are they after?"

"A charity event?"

"Could it be that they're trying to draw out the divine power of the Lord of Arakawa and then have ulterior motives towards him?"

"We must be wary. Let's leave that power to Uesugi for safekeeping for now. Don't try to take it back unless absolutely necessary."

“To deal with this kind of scum, my sword and the Sea Tiger Pill are enough.”

"Hey, it's ironic, really. Now that we're human, the true forms of the ghosts and spirits in our dreams can't threaten us anymore. As for those minions, hmph."

Narumi Shinobu nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and said excitedly, "And my giant goldfish ship! Hehe! Let me show you how much I've grown over the years!"